Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

The auction host has already announced the auction, and everyone's eyes are on the Jade Phoenix inlaid with gold wire.

Ji Nanchu tightly pursed his lips, listening to the people around him begin to bid, from 500000, just a minute to three million, the people present are still enthusiastic.

The price has already exceeded the price that Ji Nanchu can bear. She can't take back her mother's necklace.

Every time I bid, Ji Nanchu's heart was just like being watered by strong oil, and the pain was unbearable.

If my mother knew that her things were sold by the people of the Ji family, how sad it would be.

Fu Shimo glanced at Ji Nanchu coldly and looked at the look on her face. He knew why, but he sneered coldly. He sat on the chair and watched everyone compete without saying a word.

The price, as the bidding goes higher and higher, has entered the climax of the auction, and the bidding people have gradually changed from many at the beginning to a few sporadically.

Seeing that he was about to be photographed, Ji Nan Chu bit his lip and called Fu Shimo in a low voice: "general fu..."

I don't know whether the voice in the field is too loud or Ji Nanchu's voice is too small. In short, Fu Shimo has no response.

"Shimo!" After a few shouts, Ji Nanchu could only raise her voice, which attracted the attention of the people around her and looked at her one after another.

Fu Shimo looked back this time. He just looked at her with light eyes. His expression was very light. He could not see whether he was happy or not.

Ji Nanchu threw a smile of apology to the people around him. Just when everyone didn't take it seriously, Zhu Jian, who was a little farther away, said, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu seems to like this necklace very much. Why don't you come here today and take a picture for Mrs. Fu?"

Zhu Jian deliberately opened his mouth to Fu Shimo.

Immediately, many people's eyes went to Fu Shimo and Ji Nanchu.

Tonight, the couple never spoke.

"The Fu family has always had this kind of water color." Fu Shimo opened his mouth with a light smile.

Fu Shimo's words refute Zhu Jian's words. At the same time, he steps down the necklace and gives Ji Nanchu a desperate response.

He doesn't like this thing. He can't make jade phoenix inlaid with gold wire.

Heart a burst of hair cool, Ji Nanchu's face also gradually no blood color, if not for the make-up, her face, I'm afraid it is whiter than white paper.

She shouldn't have hope. What if she opens her mouth? Fu Shimo will only refuse her more ruthlessly.

It's no different from now.

"The Fu family is really different, but the Fu family is the Fu family, but the photo taken by Mr. Fu for Mrs. Fu is very different. It's a unique gift, isn't it?"

Zhu Jian obviously didn't intend to let Fu Shimo and Ji Nanchu go. The biggest value of this necklace is not whether it is from the Ming dynasty or the Qing Dynasty. The important thing is that it's Ji Nanchu's mother's.

This is enough for Ji nan to be calm.

Although Zhu Jian didn't want to talk about it, what he said was right, and some people coaxed and agreed with him.

"Yes? Mrs. Fu, what do you like? " Fu Shimo turned his head slightly, deliberately approached Ji Nanchu for a few minutes, and asked in a low voice.

You can't hear clearly. You can only know that Fu Shimo and Ji Nanchu are whispering. They look like intimacy, but they don't look like intimacy.